Borking borker son of a bork!

Today was fun. A group of us girls were meeting at a mall--first get-together we'd had in months. And then of course Fate noticed that we were planning a good time and decided to get stuck in with us, which of course meant that hardly anything went according to plan.

Chronos had kindly offered to take me to the mall, because I am carless half the time and she lives so close by, but this gesture ended up being more a  pain in the ass for her than a demonstration of her Good Samaritanship. Specifically we were delayed by my mother's most likely illegal wholly legitimate hoedown corn shucking llama-tipping frollypalooza appointment at a bank. And by delayed I mean COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY DELAYED for two frickin' hours. I mean, seriously! Out of all the other days in summer, the Mother had to go and pick today to get her square-dancing cob-husking camelid-toppling nonexistantworderrorerrordoesnotcompute**CRASH**ing needs filled at BANK NAME REMOVED FOR LEGAL PURPOSES?! Sigh... but she did. And so we waited. Chronos spammed me with random ferret-related SMSes and engaged in other idle pursuits, such as possibly attaining an intermediate level of fluency in Quechua and redesigning the Sistine Chapel, while I sat at home and stared sulkily at the computer. (To each her own.)

At long last the Mother returned and I was permitted to leave. The journey to long-suffering Eusebia's house and the leg from there to the mall was uneventful. -beat- Well, it was eventful, but not in a SFW kind of way. -beat- Pervs. Not like that.

Anyways, we arrived safely and extremely late, and met up with the other girls in our expedition. Methe, Eirene, Neikea, and Hestia had already been at the mall for two-odd hours when Chronos, Eusebia and I showed up. Some hurried discussion and then a plan was formed. Firstly Methe cashed in on her free tickets, buying us seven seats for the 3:30 showing of Inception; then we went to a delicious but horribly overpriced little restaurant called NAME REMOVED FOR FEAR OF LAWSUITS where I paid ninety-fking-seven thousand, five-fking-hundred CURRENCY REMOVED FOR FEAR OF TRACING OUR COUNTRY OF RESIDENCE for an admittedly tasty grilled beef sausage and rosti. (Mmm... rosti.) Chronos, meanwhile, paid exactly the same amount of money for a glass of juice and a small pizza, while several members of our party ended up shelling out over 120,000 WE DON'T NEED TO REPEAT OURSELVES DO WE NOW? for around the same amount of food. Needless to say, we are never going to come back to that dive again. -shudder- It took some basic arithmetic and a lot of quick thinking to come up with a parentally acceptable explanation for the expenses, one which regrettably included a little bit of lying screwing with the truth in a way that brings to mind the old dictum of "what they don't know won't be casually brought up the next time you ask for money". (Desperate people do desperate things.)

By the time we exited the fiscal sinkhole of NAME REMOVED FOR YADDI YADDI YA it was already about half past two, so we decided to split: Methe, Eusebia, and Hestia set off to gossip and window shop (I think) while Chronos, Neikea, Eirene and I headed for the pool tables. What followed was a lively hour of... well... Neikea hitting trick shots, Eirene missing trick shots, Mnem missing things in general and Chronos blatantly abusing her "bork" privileges. And then the gawkers came back, and we went to watch Inception, and everyone wandered out lookingly vaguely disoriented, and we went home, and if you're wondering why the post is finishing on such a lacklustre tone it's because it's 1:20 in the morning and I am damn tired.

I really need to start sleeping earlier.

OH HOLY SHET IT'S SCHOOL TOMORROW.

Fk.

~Mnemosyne

Re: Mnem's Game

Mnem told me to give a shot at it, so I did.

This is the Wikipedia article I got -- click here.

The quote I got is --

The important thing is this: To be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become.

-- Charles DuBois

Therefore, my album name is 'What We Could Become' by 'Alameda Terminal'.

Album cover --

Let me make this clear. I DO NOT OWN THIS PHOTO.
The photo can be found at this link -- click here.

This photo belongs to Flickr user JumpinJack. I am in no way claiming this as my own.

-Chronos 'Yes, I like disclaimers because it prevents me from getting sued.'

Inception PWNS. Arthur PWNS. Eames PWNS. Saito PWNS. Yusuf pwns. PWNAGE!

Let's play a game...

Stole this from a forum post on GOS, which was in turn stolen from the inimitable TV Tropes. -cheeky grin- That's two of my obsessions right there. Oh, Internet, you amaze me! :P

Here's how you play (no cheating!):

Go to Wikipedia and click "random article". The article you get will be your band's name. If it actually is a band's name, or a musician's name, then you have permission to hit F5, because pulling a real-life artist spoils the fun.

Now go here. Scroll down to the last quote and write down the last four words of said quote. This phrase, no matter how nonsensical it may be, is your album title.

Finally, go here. Third photo on the first row will be your album cover.

Here's what I got when I played--

Link here.

Presenting Won't Get Much Sleep by Corografia Açórica. Creepily appropriate cover, eh?

~Mnemosyne

A dream within a dream within a dream within a mind screw

"A caper from Christopher Nolan. Unlike your average heist, it's not about taking something, but about leaving something behind."--TV Tropes' Inception page

Science fiction action film Inception takes place in a world, ostensibly our own, where the technology exists to enter other people's subconscious via the medium of dreams. Dom Cobb is an extractor: a professional thief who specializes in nipping into sleepers' heads and stealing their secrets right out of their mind. Despite his unconventional talents, all he wants to do is put his gun down and see his estranged children again, but given that he's being aggressively ... pursued ... by a disgruntled former client and is the subject of an international arrest warrant, going home isn't easy is completely out of the question.

Then the subject of a bungled extraction attempt makes him an offer. Japanese businessman Saito, having seen Cobb's gift firsthand, wants him to perform inception, or sticking an idea into someone else's head, on his business rival Robert Fischer. In return Saito promises to dissolve all Cobb's legal problems, freeing up a way for him to reunite with his children once again. Hesitantly, Cobb accepts the offer, ropes together a team of equally morally questionable dream technicians and orchestrates the jump into Fischer's subconscious. Thus begins the mind screw part of the film, which is, to be fair, not so much "wtf is going on" as "wtf just happened and how did we get here?!". It's a fast film, exceedingly so, and the two and a half hours of screen time go by pretty quickly.

Inception is noted for its original storyline (infiltrating dreams!), effective use of special effects (folding Paris into a taco! spinning Joseph Gordon-Levitt around in an antigrav hallway! digitally crumbling an entire dream world!), badass characters (Eames! Arthur!) and all-star cast (Leo DiCaprio! Marion Cotillard! Ellen Page! ... y'know what, just go look up the cast list, I'd have to list over fifteen names here). I swear I'll blackmail somebody if it doesn't end up on the Oscar list. You'll help me, right, Chronos? Right? -depraved grin-

No, but seriously, folks, my summary doesn't do it justice. (I suck at summaries anyway. Took me two hours to finish this post, not to mention an utterly rubbished first draft from last night.) So go out and watch it while it's still in the cinemas. It will blow your mind. Shet, I'd even offer a money back guarantee if I could figure out how to force the theatre chain to let me into their stockrooms ... wait ...

~Mnem- "Who says you don't learn anything from movies? Off to go orchestrate a mind heist, shh" -osyne

Post, you hypocritical fiend, post!

Since I know that eventually Mnem will quote my "post fiend, post!" line back at me (which was stolen from her in the very first place), I've decided to spout some a bunch of random crap INFORMATIONAL and EDUCATIONAL things for you to read. Hmm...
Yeah, I lied. I'm quite sure you can already see it this early on in the post. If you didn't, damn. Imagine the last two sentences struck out. I never said anything.
Come, let us play the blame game again. This is based on an actual dialogue.

Chronos' Cousin 1 (on MSN): Hey, do you want to go out to the mall?
Chronos (on MSN): Why?
Chronos' Cousin 1 (on MSN): I'm bored. So, yes or no?
Chronos (on MSN): Sure, why not. I have to kill time to wait for my game to finish patching anyway.
Chronos' Cousin 1 (on MSN): Cool, see you in a bit. (logs out)

-After the MSN conversation...-

Chronos: (sitting in front of her computer)
Chronos' Cousin 2: (opens the door) Hello. What the hell are you doing in front of the computer? 
Chronos: Um. Using it?
Chronos' Cousin 2: When my brother said see you in a bit, he meant it! Hurry up, change!
Chronos: Okay. (lethargically stands up, glances at the screen for five more seconds) (is halfway up the stairs) Oh. Wait. Have you had lunch yet?
Chronos' Cousins 1 & 2: NO! That's why we're telling you to hurry up!
Chronos: Okay, okay! (rushes)

-After Chronos changes and leaves the house...-

Chronos (walking to the mall next door): So, what are we doing?
Chronos' Cousin 2: Arcade.
Chronos: Yay! Wait, are we only doing that because we have nothing better to do?
Chronos' Cousin 1 & 2: Yeah, pretty much.
Chronos: ... oh... kay. What's for lunch?
Chronos' Cousin 1 & 2: Sushi.
Chronos: ... ah, okay, sushi. Wait, you bastards! The day I eat lunch early, you decide to go eat sushi?!
Chronos' Cousin 1 & 2: (laughing)
Chronos: Fk it. I need my sushi intake. (disregards full stomach and goes to eat anyway)

-Going to the sushi place...-

Chronos' Cousin 2: Alright, so we're going to put the plates separately. We're paying for however much we eat this time ourselves.
Chronos: About time. I was broke the last time I treated [Cousin 2's friend] and you! I am not treating you again.
Chronos' Cousin 2: Aww, but your parents are so rich--
Chronos: Screw you!
Chronos' Cousin 1 & 2: (laughing)

-After some eating...-

Chronos: Can I go over to the other sushi belt and snatch the one that I want that isn't rotating on ours? I NEED MY GODDAMN EEL.

-After some eating...-

Chronos: So, are we going to the arcade first or do you want to go downstairs?
Chronos' Cousin 2: How about we go up to the arcade first and then go downstairs?
Chronos: (shrug) (heads up to the arcade)

-After the arcade...-

Chronos: Alright! Time to go downstairs for some ice cream!
Chronos' Cousin 1 & 2: I thought you weren't hungry.
Chronos: ...
Chronos' Cousin 1 & 2: ROFLMAO.
Chronos' Cousin 2: I want chicken wings.

-After going downstairs...-

Chronos: Holy crap now I don't know whether I want a strawberry sundae from McDonalds or a root beer float from A&W! Hey, [Cousin 1], flip a coin! I don't want what happened at the arcade the other day to happen again. {Refer to this post for details}
Chronos' Cousin 1: (laughing) (drops the coin) (looks at the coin) Heads. Ice cream.
Chronos: That doesn't count! You dropped it. Flip it again!
Chronos' Cousin 1: (flips) (looks at the coin) Tails. Root beer float.
Chronos: Awright! -heads over to the nearby A&W. (notices the station is empty) What the fawk?
Chronos' Cousin 2's Boyfriend: No one's here. (heads back to McD for ice cream)
Chronos: This is shitty service! I demand compensation!

-A bite of ice cream and chicken later...-

Chronos' Cousin 1 (at the entrance of the mall): We still have time. Want to go to Toys 'R Us?
Chronos: (has her foot halfway out the door) Sure, why not?

-After ascending the escalator for 3 levels...-

Chronos: (grabs a toy plushie hammer) (whacks Cousin 1 in the shoulder) (hammer makes a glass shattering sound)
Chronos' Cousin 1: What the hell? (grabs a hammer)
(hammer war ensues)
Chronos' Cousin 2 (in the board game section): I was thinking about buying a board game. Probably Twister. But they don't have Twister.
Chronos: (very clearly spots a Twister) Uh... there's one here.
Chronos' Cousin 2: Oh. I missed that. How much?
Chronos: RM59. But I think if you buy it, you won't have space to play it.
Chronos' Cousin 2: How big's the mat?
Chronos: (proceeds with an abstract demonstration of the mat's size)
Chronos' Cousin 2: How about we look for another board game then? (spots Monopoly City) Oooh. (picks up box) IT HAS ELECTRONIC BANKING. (hugs box) I want it! (looks at price tag) Damn. (gingerly puts it back)
Chronos: You know, if we combine money we can buy it. Probably. Except then we'd be broke, which would soon be followed by an ass-kicking from our parents. Mostly my mom.
Chronos' Cousin 2: What if we call someone to pay for it?
Chronos: ... my mom, right?
Chronos' Cousin 2: (gingerly lends phone to Chronos)
Chronos: (dials Mom's number) (hyperventilates) (reaches voice mail box) (sigh of relief)
Chronos' Cousin 2: I don't think this is such a good idea... (feels slightly guilty) Let's go.

-After the merry band leaves Toys 'R Us...-

Chronos: (manages to get through to her mom's phone) Uh, h-hi Mom. W-where are you right now? Home? Yeah. Okay, can you do us a big favor? [Cousin 2] and everyone else, we want this new board game-- it's called Monopoly. It has this new thing that makes it different from everything else. ...it costs RM169. Yeah, it's expensive, I know. ... what, you're coming over? Okay. Okay, we'll meet you at the entrance, bye.
Chronos' Cousin 2: Shit. (entire troupe of people feel guilty) Right, we'll go downstairs again to buy some biscuits to bribe our grandmother with. You stay here with [Cousin 1] and wait for your mom.
Chronos and Chronos' Cousin 1: (gulp)

-After failing to find a good hiding spot...-

Chronos: U-uh, h-hi, Mom.
Mom: (in an amused voice) You're really smart, you know? You're broke and then you call me over to pay for it.
Chronos and Chronos' Cousin 1: (nervous laugh)
Mom: So? Where's the board game?
Chronos: Well, first we have to wait for [Cousin 2] and [Cousin 2's Boyfriend].

-After the Biscuit Bribe has been bought...-

Chronos' Cousin 2: H-hi, Auntie. On second thought, we don't want the board game, it's okay...
Mom: Hm? Do you want to buy the board game or not?
Entire Mall Group: ... (glancing at each other guiltily)
Mom: -ascends escalator-
Entire Mall Group: (thinks) Shit.

-After entering that place with the weird giraffe mascot and finding the board game...-

Mom: (takes board game to the cashier) (pays for with credit card)
Chronos: (sneaks behind Mom) H-hi Mom. Are you mad? Is there something I can do to not make you mad at me?
Mom: ... well, you could talk to me more often.
Chronos: R-right! Okay! I'll talk to you for one hour every single day! I'll talk and talk to you until you're sick of it!
Mom: (amused smile) (hands the board game to Chronos) Okay? Is that it? I'm going to go now. Bye.

-After Mom leaves and we are all in Cousin's 2 car to visit her house-
Note: The yelling portion is done jokingly.

Chronos' Cousin 2 (whilst driving): Okay, so, who are we going to blame here?
Chronos: I BLAME  [COUSIN 1]. HE'S THE ONE WHO SUGGESTED TO GO TO TOYS 'R US.
Chronos' Cousin 1: WHAT?!
Chronos' Cousin 2: I BLAME YOU. YOU CALLED YOUR MOM.
Chronos: THAT'S BECAUSE YOU SUGGESTED IT!
Chronos' Cousin 2: NO I DIDN'T. YOU TOOK MY PHONE AND CALLED HER.
Chronos: Yeah, after you said we should ask someone else to pay!
Chronos' Cousin 2: Yeah, okay, let's blame [Cousin 2's Boyfriend]!
Cousin 2's Boyfriend: ?! (starts tickling Cousin Two whilst she's driving)
Chronos (is sitting in the front): HOLY SHIT DON'T TICKLE HER I DON'T WANT TO DIE YOUNG.
Chronos' Cousin 2: (is laughing until her sides hurt and tears are coming out of her eyes)
Chronos: Oh fk. BUT ANYWAY. I BLAME [COUSIN 1]. HE SUGGESTED THE MALL TRIP.

-After much continuous 'arguing'...-

Chronos' Cousin 2: (opens the door to their house) (sees their mother inside)
(The Mall Troupe walk in and simultaneously burst into laughter)
Chronos' Cousins' Mother: (Wtf expression)

That's my life in a nutshell.

-Chronos

It's "let's see how well Mnem can function on five hours of sleep" time again!

Remarkably well, if you're wondering. I rarely suffer ill effects from staying up till four AM and I'm usually pretty capable of being productive in this state. Of course, it's probably because I tend to get a good night's sleep in general. There's no telling how I'd react to chronic sleep deprivation (although I am willing to bet a crock of gold with a leprechaun thrown in that said reaction would not be SFW).

Chronos is also pretty good at dealing with low sleep levels, but out of all of us I think the gold medal for the least amount of shut-eye should go to Lyssa. Seriously, I probably snooze more in three days than she does in a whole week. Not that it affects her adversely or anything ... <_< -looks around nervously- >_> ... right. I think we should all just be glad that homicidality is not linked in any way to sleeplessness. But wait, maybe it is. -beat- Uh-oh, we're in trouble. -heightened state of anxiety-

Okay, granted, the article didn't explicitly state that genocidal urges are linked to staying up late. Plus it's not just a skipping a few hours of downtime, it's chronic insomnia. But still. Point stands. We are all in danger of being dismembered by shuffling sleepless soulless H. sapiens sapiens shells! Doom will rain from above from the dozens of desperate denizens deliberately disinclined to doze! Prepare to writhe in regret as the roaming ranks of the rigidly restless red-eyed rovers rear their rumpled rears heads and rumble the residence with their rampant roaring!
THE END IS NIGH! NOBODY CAN SAVE YOU! HUMANITY IS FINISHED! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Ahem. Er. Got a little carried away there. <_< ... >_> You saw nothing. -clears throat-

-beat-

Look, an entire post without crashing out once! Unless you count the whole "we're all doomed" tirade Nope. No crashing at all. See, Mom, I told you I don't need eight straight hours to be a perfectly somewhat marginally functioning human being!

~Mnemosyne

Mourn the Getting-Into-An-Marked-Van-Named-Ending of the Summer Holiday

Yeah, fine, I've already talked about this. Cut a person with no ideas some slack, will you? Especially when the brain hacking event called school begins. The fact that I have no ideas is already evidence enough that the thought of school is already siphoning common sense, and oh God, fun out of our brains. Simultaneously ignore the fact that I leave my homework to last minute on school days in lieu of Tales Runner, probably FerretGun, and cleaning / typesetting / playing around with Photoshop. I'm a busy person, you see. LIES!
Now, allow me to bid farewell to the summer holidays, a ritual which will last from now until the beginning of school, filled with much boredom and no consideration at all for the readers!
Today, I was watching eBuzz on AXN. Yes, I am currently somewhere in Asia. Please don't pounce at the chance to find out if I'm a 30 year old pedophile or a 15 year old girl (like I've been saying I am). Well, whichever, you'll probably be disappointed either way if you do find out. Back to the topic at hand. eBuzz. They were listing a whole bunch of recent movies and what spot they were. Well, I am proud to present the list - the epitome of summer movies, the cream of the crop on the coffee which is the summer (if you don't understand, it's fine. I don't either).


Remaining on the list at nuuuuumber one!
#01 - Inception
Directed by Christopher Nolan, featuring Leonardo DiCaprio (they sure brought the big guns in for this), Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Ellen Page, more people whose names I've never really heard mentioned before and I'm too lazy to list. Sorry.
I'm quite sure Mnem will kick my ass just for mentioning this movie. Apparently, it really screws with your mind. Sadly, I haven't had the honor of watching this movie yet. Something about the ability to enter people's dreams. -is browsing the movie summary as she is writing this post- I'll let Mnem handle this.



Next up, debuting on the list at nuuuumber two!
#02 - Salt
Directed by Phillip Noyce, featuring Angelina Jolie (what else do you need to know?)
Haven't seen this movie either, so I can't say I know what it's about. Apparently it has something to do with patriotism or spying. Mayhaps when I get around to watching it (which I will), I'll update this post. I don't like paraphrasing off other people's movie summaries.

Have I mentioned how much of a pain in the ass it is to adjust the layout of this post? Well, whatever.
And the last movie of this list - the only one I've actually watched - at nuuuuuumber 3!
#03 - The Sorcerer's Apprentice
Directed by John Turteltaub (the guy who directed National Treasure - sounding good), featuring Nicholas Cage (sounding better - hell, that's all the motivation I need! :D) and Jay Baruchel
Oh, and let's not forget Disney! Round of applause for you folks over there! The Sorcerer's Apprentice, as its name obviously suggests, is about the apprentice of the sorcerer. Too obvious for you? Well, it involves Merlin, his three apprentices and an evil sorceress named Morgana. One apprentice, Horvath, betrays Merlin as Veronica (one of the apprentices) fell in love with Balthazar (the other apprentice who happens to reciprocate her feelings) instead of him. The classic love triangle (don't you think you're taking it a little too far, Horvath?). Merlin is killed as a result of Horvath's betrayal. Balthazar seals Morgana (whose soul is in Veronica's body in an attempt to save Merlin) into a magical nesting doll. Before he dies, Merlin gives Balthazar his magic ring (which every sorcerer needs to perform magic) and tells him that whoever it reacts to will be fated to be his successor in addition to being the sole person able to destroy Morgana for good. And so Balthazar searches, searches, searches, and he finds a child named Dave in the 21st century. A scuffle with a newly revived Horvath occurs (who was sealed in the doll as well), followed by the two being trapped in a Chinese jar for 10 years (Again. For Horvath). By then, Dave is a university student studying physics (and pretty damn good at it, too). Horvath and Balthazar escape from the jar, and Balthazar finds Dave again to take him on as his apprentice. And so the rest of the movie is dedicated to training Dave to defeat Morgana (which he eventually does, of course).
Yay! Freakishly long and bad movie summaries for the win! Make sure you watch these three movies before they go obsolete, yeah?

-Chronos "Yeah, I'm really bored. That, and I need to post on FG so I don't come off as lazy. Which I am, for the record."

P.S. Have you noticed the last few posts have been tagged 'written while wasted' often? 

A new member of the Ferret Gun family with the dubious and yet surprisingly heretofore (is that even a word? am I using it right? probably not) unseen distinction of actually being a ferret

We have a cat. We have a penguin. We even have, for various purposes unknown to myself and (I suspect) Chronos, an anthropomorphic little tofu. (Poor little guy. I hope he survived the Sunday brunch, although given the fact that I haven't seen him around recently, that may be a bit of a pipe dream.) BUT--and this is a big but that I cannot deny (sorry, couldn't resist the joke)--we have never had a ferret. -gasp-

Oh, sure, there are ferrets on our fantastic anniversary header, courtesy of Chronos' curious Photoshop fixation. Those don't really count because they are ferret avatars... er... representations of myself and that other girl, the one with hobo issues my site buddy. Yet there exists a fundamental lack of ferrety companionship equable to that of our much-loved Mad and Corrie. -thumps gavel- A fundamental lack, I'm telling you! What is FerretGun without ferrets? Why, then, it's just a Gun, and we would be accused of perpetrating the mindlessly violent stereotypes that debase and degrade today's youths! That, and the domain name was already taken. But still. Ferrets are what make FerretGun more than just another random blog. They give us notoriety, infamy, a terrifying reputation among owners of unmarked white vans! So why in the name of everything green and glowy do we not have a little ferret companion, hm? The ferret gods deprived us of ferrets--so, us being who we are (brings to mind a Terry Pratchett quote--"If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'"), we made our own ferret friend. -clears throat-

Ladies and gentleman, meet -draws curtain dramatically- F.E.R.R.E.O.T! Freaking Epic Rage Rage Eli Omu Tricycle, also known as Eli Trick because he is cool enough to get a last name -fends off a jealous cat and penguin- is FG's newest family member and a bona fide, 100%, non-genetically altered yes Chronos I'm looking at you ferret. (Well, duh. You'd tell if he was a cauliflower or something.)

Very obviously not a vegetable, there! What a thespian. -admires- Cheeky little sonofaferret. Hah! Thought I was gonna say something else, didn't ya? Well, there will be no swearing in this post. No swearing at a--

HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT THING?!

~Mnem- "Did I mention that he has homicidal tendencies? Fits in with the overall theme, frankly" -osyne

 I do hate to ruin this post, but you linked cat, penguin, and tofu wrongly. 

Cat was linked to tofu, penguin was linked to cat, and tofu was linked to... tofu. 

Epic fail, Mnem. :P I've already fixed the links for you. 

HOLY SHET!

-glances about nervously- H-hey, it's the f-first of August... ha ha ha...

OMFG SCHOOL STARTS IN LESS THAN 2 WEEKS RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Yes, that dreaded time of the year has arrived. The school season - for international schools, at any rate - reopens! And while I will find some pleasure scaring the hell out of the new students with my insanity (as well as the returning students who know me and for some odd reason STILL remain friends with me - you know what I mean, Mnem), overall, school season = CON CON CON CON CON CON CON CON CON CON. Sure, I mean, seeing your friends, some of your favorite teachers, and meeting new people is a pro. 's a good thing. But this is 10th grade. Sophomore year. I.e. The-year-where-they-hack-you-into-little-pieces-in-preparation-for-IB-or-AP-and-mill-about-with-carving-knives-during-class-to-make-sure-you're-actually-working, and in the following year (AAAA IB AND AP), it's going to be I-walk-around-with-a-freaking-chainsaw-to-make-sure-you-don't-go-to-university-in-a-dumpster-though-I-wouldn't-care-if-you-did-actually. DO YOU UNDERSTAND OUR PAIN? On top of that, I have a fanfiction to update weekly in addition to my new job as a cleaner / typesetter for a scanlation group! It takes a while to digitally upgrade manga scans, you know! Especially if there's a lot of cloning / redrawing to be done!

... in other news, I'm quite sure you get the idea. No, I am not complaining. By the way, Mnem decided not to submit her novel-in-the-making story to the contest because she kind of went over the word limit and started bleeding (an arm hacked off too!) when she began chipping at it to get it under 4000 words. So, she's going to keep it and post it on WDC anyway - and hopefully, one of these days, I'll get to read it. And so--

IB Student in his Valedictorian speech at the graduation ceremony:

"Looking back on IB, I probably wouldn't have gotten into Harvard without it. I plan on studying molecular biology, and Harvard has one of the best molecular biology programs in the world, and with this first-class education I hope to one day cure cancer. So if you think about it, my participation in the IB program could save millions of lives, and I guess my sanity was a fair price to pay over these past four years for that possibility. Although I do wish I didn't have to make the choice."

-IB Quotes.com

-gulp- Yay. Near death to anticipate in the near future. But then again, I never had any sanity to begin with, so what would I degrade to...?

-Chronos "Mnem you fiend, post!"